Rain clouds looming over town
Soft breeze of the evening
Dusty twilight; evening chorus,
Birds; chattering and tweeting
Peacocks screaming
Clouds; growling and cracking
Shaking with massive basso-profundo effect
Inviting the crimson Sun to rest
People walking along silently
Lost in thoughts, now hurriedly scuttle past 
And as the falling droplets set my soul free
The rude honking of a bus stuck in city traffic
Plays the wet blanket.

- ©Ranjeeta N Ghai-RNTalks